Joan Osborne - Saint teresa

Way d^Amown in ^Gthe ho^Cllow^F, ^Amleavin^G' so ^Csoon^{F Am}Oh, ^GSt. Teres^Ca, ^Fhigh^Amer than^G the mo^Amon

^AmJust what I've been n^Feedin', feel^C it rise in me ^G She say... ^AmEvery stone a story,^F like a r^Cosa---r^Emy ^{Am Am}Corner St. Tere^Fsa, just a l^Cittle crime ^{G Am}When I make my money, got^F to get my ^Cdime ^{Em G}

Way d^Amown in ^Gthe ho^Cllow^F, ^Amleavin^G' so ^Csoon^{F Am}Oh, ^GSt. Teres^Ca, ^Fhigh^Amer than^G the mo^Amon

^AmYou ca^Glled up in t^Che sky ^{F Am}You cal^Gled up in t^Che clouds^{F Am}Is there so^Gmething you fo^Crgot t^Fo tell me^Am...^{G C F} (same rythym as bridge contd) tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me

^AmShow me my Teres^Fa, feel i^Ct rise in me ^{G Am}Every stone a story^F, like a ^Crosary ^{Em Am}